I remember your smile, your laugh,… you gave so freely. It’s hard that you are gone. I sigh and walk along the bay.

On this New Year’s Eve Direction lost Drifting like blowing snow To and fro. A freeze comes

What inspires me... Hummingbirds buzzing as they land, on nearby flowers. Their amazing wings

Some days you’re in bliss, Some days you’re in pain. Some days you’re up in the clouds, Some days you’re down in the flame… Some days you get what you want

Autumn wind Brings scattered leaves, Splattered, With red and gold. Autumn wind

Not a word heard As the river flows Over rock, around Banks that lie Waiting for visitors.

On a walk, many Brown-Eye Susan line the border, before the woods. Rain clouds move closer as if to give a hug, while

In the blink of an eye It’s a different scene On the big movie screen So easy to get absorbed In the story line of time.

A path with heart Is full of love Which makes us right Brings in the light And chases the dark.

Beneath the bustling, hustling mind, deep inside, there is an oasis of calm.

Brown hawk with spotted tail, soaring on the wind, balancing like a sail. Your piercing cry

At that magical time When the yellow moon Sets, And the pink mist Of dawn,

Red bird perched on a tree limb laced with snow. So happy to see him and the joy he brings.

Red and gold leaves Falling, Sing to me Of the season of change, Before the snow,

My spirit communes with the four directions: To the north are in-laws, our aging mother, her last